Tomorrow is Micah's 14th Birthday. My baby boy. The youngest. The last.
I am so happy to be celebrating another year of his life, looking forward to the cake and the fun. However, in the truest part of my heart, I feel a little break. When people told me that these years are fleeting, I was up to my ears in diapers and praying for little ones to lay down for a nap. I couldn't see it not going on forever. This us. Me and my boys. Today, I feel that time is going by. Dakota is grown up. Carson is nearly grown up. Now . . . Micah too. He will be in high school next year. I love him so. He is my huggy lovey guy. His mind is always on others and how he can make things better for them.
Yes, I feel like celebrating. I do love birthdays. Still, I also feel like I want to cry, just a little.
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